Who is the scumbag, His Royal Highness

Chapter 28

Lucifer was taken aback by the sudden confession.

The angel was stunned for a moment, then immediately retracted his hand, and then leaned back slightly.

He has been in heaven for hundreds of thousands of years, and he is the true pride of heaven, and there are not a few creatures who confess to him.

But they are all beautiful creatures, mostly female, standing in front of him shyly or shyly, saying they like him.

After all, God's darling, the morning star standing above all angels in heaven, who dares to get involved?

"That... thank you for comforting me, I'm going back."

Lucifer said softly, then moved the swing backwards, kept a safe distance from the man, got up and left.

And he didn't see the god behind him, chasing after him, with a slightly dazed gaze.

The days in the palace passed quickly, half a month in a blink of an eye.

Lucifer's daily life didn't change much, it was nothing more than sleeping and soaking in holy spring water.

A few days ago, there was another conflict between hell and heaven, and Michael led the angel army to suppress it.Without the help of Lucifer, the "Lord Demon King", the fallen angels led by Beelzebub and Uriel were defeated and defeated.

Now, Raphael, who came to visit the palace, bent his blue eyes and used the power of holy light to comfort the little cub in his stomach.

"I heard that the whole hell is looking for their Lord Demon King. There have been several versions of rumors. It is said that you were arrested by the Father God, and that the Father God has already made a move. First capture you as the leader, and then It is to rectify the whole hell, and the group in hell now, everyone is in danger."

Lucifer moved his body soaked in the pool, lay on his side, and yawned lazily with his head in his hands.

"Arrested? Hey, he came to arrest me."

The angel has a beautiful face, and after she was pregnant with the baby, she became even more lazy.

The long black hair floated in the water, and the wet robe was attached to the body, drawing soft but powerful curves.

Both sexes take all.

Raphael settled down, and then he spoke slowly without distraction:

"Recently there is no news from God the Father. At least God has not responded to His Highness Michael's daily morning report. I don't know how Metatron is doing...Speaking of it, things in heaven have been busy recently. On the other hand, I may not have seen His Royal Highness Mehta for a long time."

"Meta, I seem to have seen him twice in the palace recently, and he always came to ask me what I need... Well, have you closed the whole palace? Recently, I see that other courtyards are also very quiet."

Raphael nodded: "Your Highness Michael and Mehta have issued an order, saying that the palace needs to be repaired and will not be open to the public for the next two months. Don't you always feel that staying in the small courtyard is boring, Your Highness Mehta So I suggested that we simply close the palace, anyway, it doesn’t have to be closed for too long, it’s only two months.”

As soon as he heard that he could go to other places in the palace to play, Lucifer almost immediately sat up from the water.

There was a joyful light in his dark eyes.

"Really? Can I go to other places in the palace now? It's a few months now, can I see the flowers and plants outside? You don't even know how boring I am recently."

"Yes, His Highness Mehta suddenly made such a proposal, and His Highness Michael and I were a little surprised. We didn't think of it, but he thought of it. I haven't seen him so careful before."

Lucifer didn't take it seriously.

He shook the water off his wings and came out of the pool barefoot.

"Maybe it's because he's about to fall in love, so he's more careful. I've seen the kid he likes. He's soft, easy to bully, and has a big heart, haha. Mehta may have been trained by the kid."

While talking, the Elohim had brought a robe over.

Then, with a natural movement, she put the robe on him.

"It's September, beware of catching a cold."

After speaking, he used his strength again to dry his whole body.

The strange breath from the man traveled all over his body in an instant, not even letting go of the fluff hidden in the innermost part of the wings.

Lucifer blushed immediately.

Pushing him away: "No, I didn't say it... don't do this..."

Counting today, the Elohim has helped him dry his body three times...

Ever since one time, he was too sleepy after soaking in the holy spring and couldn't even open his eyes, so he yawned and asked the Elohim to dry his wings for him.

As a result, this man!

Baked his whole body, every place.

Woo... What he felt at the time was: being touched by this big devil, from head to toe, every little hair was spared...

It woke him up from drowsiness.

As soon as the door was closed, the Elohim locked the door with a barrier.

And then... the Elohim fell in love with drying him...

Then, it created the current enigmatic situation.

Lucifer hurriedly put on his robe, and dragged Raphael hurriedly out of the courtyard.

It's not good to have a red face.

Elohim followed them leisurely, without the slightest embarrassment of being pushed away.

The atmosphere between the two was a bit weird, and even Raphael noticed something was wrong.

He looked at His Highness whose ears were all red, and then at the demons behind His Highness who were dressed in black and had a strong sense of presence.

In addition to the sentence that Lucifer said before, "I feel that what is in my stomach belongs to the Elohim"...

It's hard to think too much.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed angel leaned close to Lucifer's ear mysteriously, and asked softly in a divine language that only the two of them could hear: "Your Highness, are you and the Elohim...?"

Lucifer immediately exploded his feathers, jumped away from him, and then glanced back at the man guiltily.After confirming that there was nothing unusual about the other party, he probably didn't understand their divine language, so he retorted stammeringly: "You, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Rafael spread his hands innocently: "It's because you said it before that I asked, what nonsense is there?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the tall "Demon Race", pulled Lucifer aside, and said, "I didn't believe His Royal Highness Michael when you said it before, but now I feel that your relationship is real. There is something special about it... Besides, he is indeed very handsome, even if you were tempted at the beginning, it made sense, he really cares about His Highness in every detail."

Speaking of these, Lucifer hesitated a little.

The Elohim really treated him very well. When the cubs in his stomach made him feel uncomfortable, he would take the initiative to put his hands on his stomach and "cure" him.

He was very sleepy when he was pregnant with the baby, and occasionally fell asleep in the pool, but every time he woke up, he was lying on the bed, and it was the Elohim who carried him back.

When the weather is cold, he will add clothes for him, and there are all kinds of nectar in the cabinet. Every morning, Ye Luoyin will pick out a cup for him, brew a cup and pass it to his lips.

She is very clear about his various little habits, and serves him very comfortably.

In the past, in heaven, different things were served by different angels, and everything was served in an orderly manner.

But after coming to the palace, the Elohim served alone, but Lucifer still had the illusion that he was still in heaven.

The Elohim knew him well.

The Elohim even...even knows where his wings like to be stroked.

Because when the wings were drying, this demon had lingered there a few times...

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so... flushed.

In Lucifer's memory, except for the God who is far away on the top of the Nine Heavens, no creature has ever been so close to him.

Raphael whispered to him again in divine language: "Your Highness, why don't you test him?"

Lucifer quietly glanced in Elohim's direction, and asked in a low voice: "How to test? I think, his attitude is actually very clear..."

Raphael looked down at his stomach, and said, "Of course... liking doesn't mean anything... what's in the stomach is the key."

After all, simply liking him and making him pregnant are not the same nature.

"And Your Highness, you also like him a little bit, don't you?"

Lucifer immediately: "No! Don't talk nonsense! How can I like a demon, don't talk nonsense."

Raphael didn't speak, but looked at his stomach.

The expression is self-evident: It's better not to stand up indiscriminately with the flag, in case this is really the Elohim in the belly?

Lucifer:  …

"Xiaofei, you've learned badly, did that idiot Michael bring you along?"

The two seraphs were walking in the garden, whispering in the language of God.

"How should I try?"

"If he is real, he will definitely make some moves while you are not paying attention. Otherwise, you can pretend to sleep tonight..."

"See if he will make a big move?"

"Well, that's right. If you don't think it's enough, I think you can re-do the clothes. . . . You see."

Lucifer looked down at his neat and tightly stitched clothes, his ears were a little red.

Then, stammeringly said: "Yeah, you don't have to go to this point...he likes me already, if I do this again...would he feel that I'm sending a signal to him?"

Raphael thought for a moment, then nodded: "Well... it seems like this... No, you shouldn't sleep in your room at night, and he goes to another place? He just needs to enter your room quietly without authorization, Does that mean there is a problem?"

"Well, what you said makes sense. Let the Elohim go to sleep outside tonight, and don't have to stay with me in the room!"

Raphael immediately:? ? ?

"You know he treats you... and you let him stay in your room at night?"

"This is leading wolves into the house, Your Highness! How can you be so defenseless..."

Raphael's voice was a little loud, and Lucifer was so frightened that he immediately looked back: "Keep your voice down..."

Raphael: "It's okay, we speak in the language of God, he can't understand."

Lucifer was still very worried: "What if...he can speak the language of God? Among the bright beings from the elves, there are quite a few who can speak the language of God."

Having said this, the faces of the two angels froze.

Then, Qi Qi turned his head and looked at the Elohim who followed closely behind.

The "Demon Race" dressed in black showed a puzzled expression at the right time.

The two little ones turned their heads back again, and continued to babble:

"He doesn't understand."

"Scared me……"

"So, you let him go out at night, and deliberately took off his clothes a little bigger..."

"Then see if he sneaks back into the room at night, to me..."

"That's right!"

"Okay! I will!"

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